The Strongest Terror System

"No need for Xia Feng, I appreciate your kindness. You have been with me for almost a day."

Compared with Xia Feng's urgency and wisdom, Wang Wanru had already conceived the idea of ​​going back.

Xia Feng didn't want to tell Wang Wanru clearly that he had to bring her here because of a system mission, so he could only blame Wang Wanru for the reason.

"Help people to the end. Besides, this is also your grandma's wish. She asked you to come here in a dream.

She may be here, but because it's a daytime relationship, she can't come out to see you. If we just leave, I think your grandma will be very sad.

So we'll come back later, and if we still haven't seen your grandma, it's not too late for us to go back.

In this way, we will try our best, and there will be no regrets. "

Hearing what Xia Feng said, Wang Wanru recalled the scene where she often dreamed of her grandmother. The dream was really dark, not like daytime.

"Okay, then let's come here after the sun goes down."

Nodding in agreement, Wang Wanru thanked Xia Feng again:

"Xia Feng, I really thank you this time."

"Don't say that if I'm your friend. It makes me feel like I've helped me a lot, and I'm so sorry."

Xia Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, then deliberately changed the subject and said:

"It will take a while for the sun to go down. Anyway, we all remembered the way this time. Why don't we go down the mountain and find a place nearby to rest, have a meal, and then come back?"

Wang Wanru glanced at the time and had no objection to Xia Feng's proposal. The two then walked down the mountain one after the other.

Not long after the two of them left, a shadow like a human face appeared on the tombstone belonging to Grandma Wang Wanru.

But it only exists for a moment, and soon disappears.

Wu Jingshan is not very high. The reason why they came up so slowly before, apart from encountering ghosts hitting the wall, was because they were unsure of the location of Wang Wanru's grandmother's grave, so they kept walking and searching, which naturally wasted a lot of time.

But at this moment, the two of them remembered the way, so the time for going down the mountain is obviously much faster.

About 20 minutes later, Xia Feng got down from the mountain and got into the car.

Maybe it was because he didn't walk very often. As soon as Xia Feng sat down, the soles of his feet felt sore, and even his ankles were a little sore.

"I remember when I came, I saw a local restaurant nearby."

Xia Feng recalled and finished speaking, and saw Wang Wanru taking out a bottle of yogurt from her backpack and handing it to him:

"I don't know if you like it or not. Boys don't seem to be very interested in this."

"You're wrong about that. Boys are interested in any kind of milk."

Xia Feng also accepted the yogurt handed by Wang Wanru with a smile, then unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took a sip.

Just when he turned to look at Wang Wanru, he found that Xiao Nizi's face was a little shy, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"What's the matter, is it because I'm too cool to drink milk? Then I'll try to drink a little uglier next time."

"I hate it, you are too narcissistic." Wang Wanru gave Xia Feng a blank look, and both of them felt that the distance between them was getting much closer.

"If you're not hungry, let's rest in the car for a while. When you come back in the evening, how about I invite you to dinner?"

After being silent for a while, Wang Wanru asked Xia Feng a little embarrassedly.

"Of course it's good, there's no reason not to go when a beautiful woman treats guests to dinner."

"Well. Then we'll go to dinner."

Seeing Xia Feng agree, Wang Wanru also had a lovely smile on her face.

The two of them didn't know what to say for a while, so they simply stopped talking. Those who looked at their phones looked at their phones, and those who looked out the window looked out of the window.

After a while, Xia Feng murmured suspiciously:

"It's really strange, why are the fire books on the novel website all supernatural books?"

"What?" Wang Wanru asked subconsciously when she heard Xia Feng's muttering.

"It's nothing, I mean on these novel websites, the most popular genres have become supernatural."

"It's normal. Everyone likes to read novels with some horror atmosphere, and very few of them read fantasy and other types of novels."

When Xia Feng heard Wang Wanru's words, he couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that in this world, supernatural novels are the mainstream, while fantasy novels are the minority?

Licking his dry lips, Xia Feng decided to read some of the most popular novels after completing this mission. Let's see how the level is, after all, he has a plot mission and re-enters the line sooner or later.

"Oh, then which author's novel do you like to read the most?"

"The thriller trilogy of the wind blowing sand is both terrifying and the plot is good, and it is really talented."

Seeing Wang Wanru's look of admiration, Xia Feng couldn't help thinking that when he was writing before, he was also known for his thriller style, and the plots were not bad.

Because the mainstream of the website is fantasy, so the editors of the niche books are rarely recommended.

He always felt that if he read too many supernatural things at any time, his book would definitely become popular.

I thought that the probability of this kind of occurrence was almost zero, but now, it seems that it really happened.

The plot tasks of the system are one main line and four branch lines.

It seems that they have nothing to do with each other, but if you think about it carefully, the relationship is actually quite big.

Because as long as he can complete all the subplots, then the realization of the main plot is not far away.

After all, if you want to become the most influential young person, the prerequisite is to create achievements that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

As for buying a large villa with a thousand square meters and falling in love with ten beauties, these two conditions are not difficult to achieve as long as there is enough money.

Talking about a thousand things and ten thousand, it is rare to become a horror novel writer and how to make the highest-grossing horror movie.

"This time, even God helped me. It seems that I really want to develop."

Xia Feng's face was full of smiles, and he couldn't help but start imagining in his mind, imagining that he would become a well-known great writer, great director, sitting on thousands of fans, and beautiful scenes lined up in rows.

Time passed quietly in silence, and the setting sun outside had sprinkled the last rays of light on the earth.

The sky darkened, and the warm sunlight earlier had completely disappeared.

Xia Feng opened the car door and Wang Wanru got out one after another, and was suddenly shivered by the swish cold wind.

"As soon as the sun goes down, it's a lot colder."

"Well. It's probably even colder in the mountains. If you wait for me here, I'll go up by myself."

"In case you are kidnapped by some kid and the police find you, maybe they will say that I sold you. I don't want to be blamed, I should be a quiet knight and **** you all the way."

After Xia Feng finished his speech, he stopped talking nonsense. After all, this barren mountain cemetery has not been a good place since ancient times. Therefore, it is better to let Wang Wanru see her grandmother earlier, and they should leave earlier. .

If the ghost of Grandma Wang Wanru really exists, it is hard to say how many wild ghosts there will be in Wu Jingshan.

He didn't want the task to be completed, and he would be scared to death again.

Both of them took out their mobile phones, turned on their flashlights, and looked at the road ahead while paying attention to what was going on around them.

The cold wind blew the surrounding trees, causing the trees to sway for a while, and the leaves rattled. At this moment, it sounded like many people were running and chasing them.

Originally, Wang Wanru was still some distance from Xia Feng, but due to fear, she got closer to Xia Feng as she walked.

"Don't be afraid, with me here, I can't do anything else, just have enough yang energy. If any wild ghost dares to attack us, I will drown it in a pee."

"Haha, I'm relieved that you are so powerful."

Wang Wanru couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and the fear accumulated in her heart also dissipated a little.

Afterwards, the two passed through two dense woods one after another, but just as they were about to come out, a somewhat dull call came from the diagonally opposite.

"Hey... young man..."

Xia Feng and Wang Wanru were concentrating on their journey, and their nerves were already tense. When they suddenly heard the sound coming from not far away, they were all shocked, especially Wang Wanru who screamed sharply.

Xia Feng swallowed his saliva and took a look at the location where the voice came from with his mobile phone. He saw that there was about seven or eight meters away from them. An old man in a light blue cloth coat was sitting against a dead tree. There.